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I’m old enough now to forget that I have owned things. Not in an “Oh yeah I forgot about these!” kind of way, more of a “When did I get this?” I’ll find things in the attic in a box that I have no memory of ever seeing in my life. It’s clearly mine though. There’s even a receipt for it with my name and credit card number in the same box. Time travel seems the most likely answer.